Made for this
I stood there sweating with adrenaline pounding in my veins and my heart smiled. I was made for this.
This morning I had the privilege of speaking to about 120 6th-12th graders at a Christian academy in Moncks Corner, South Carolina. They’re having a week-long “Awakening” and I was asked to help kick it off. I was excited about it until I realized I had agreed to drive 45 minutes away first-thing on a Monday morning. I don’t know if you know this, but Monday comes after Sunday – enough said.
I was tired, feeling under-prepared and not sure if I had chosen the right outfit (chick problems). But then I got there, we started to worship, I got up to speak, and something happened that always happens – God made me come alive! For the next 25 minutes every move, every word, every facial expression and gesture seemed obvious and happened without conscious thought. The power came through me and I felt like the cord that connects the power source to the light bulb. Before I started, my notes were boring and my energy level was bottomed out, but then it happened and when it was over I thought for the 1,000th time, I was made for this.
I spend the majority of my work week doing things that aren’t speaking or even directly preparing to speak. A lot of the time those things wear me out and make me question if I’m really doing what I’m supposed to be doing. But then other times, I get to stand in front of a group of tired teenagers only too aware that there isn’t enough charisma in the world to capture their attention…and then God shows up. And somehow, amazingly, incredibly, I get to be part of it.
I was made for this.